Walterrean Salley Poems

Tonight,
I posted my
Five hundredth poem. It
Wasn't easy. And what a feat!
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When the body's tired,
And the soul is weary,
And sleep calls one's name,
Night is a beautiful thing.
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Once there was a gal named Priscilla,
'Pon wedding, she was called Cinderella.
But she was heard in a room
Just a fussing at her groom,
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I'm grateful for jobs that be,
And wish there were more.
Occupation is the fuel
Of our nation's core.
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Thank You Ms. Veteran.
Hats off to you
For your time, and services,
And sacrifices too.
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Winter skies clear and bright
On a cold and quiet night.
The faithful moon all aglow—
Celestial lunar traveling slow.
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A smile is transforming.
It reflects
As a mirror does with images.
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Oppressive is this
Summer's heat. But precious are
The ways of coping.
Water's a gem. Fruits are a
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The lexicon's a cool device
The authors' work? Mighty nice.
By it we learn that which to know
It helps the intellect to grow.
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